Chapter 42
He was jolted out of his musings as Blaise reared up and scrambled, hooves sliding on the metal deck, perilously close to falling. Rory threw his weight to the side to counterbalance her movement, and she evened out. She twisted around, drawing back from what Rory could tell was the heavy metal door that went down to D-sector.
“What’s going on?” he asked as Blaise settled, regaining her footing. “Why is this door closed? Is it the same door we came through on our way in?”
“It is. Jane must have closed it off to stop us from gaining access to the ship. I can knock it down, if you like.”
“Go ahead.”